Semper (Stygian Isles #2) Read Online Natalie Bennett

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark Tags Authors: Series: Stygian Isles Series by Natalie Bennett
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Total pages in book: 140
Estimated words: 127933 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 640(@200wpm)___ 512(@250wpm)___ 426(@300wpm)
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I caught his gaze, dark and possessive as he looked down at me. My shirt and bra joined the small pile next, his hands pushing the fabric up and over my head. The cool air of the room contrasted sharply with the heat radiating between us, and I shivered, but not from the cold.

“So beautiful,” he murmured.

He stepped back, just enough to let me see him. He shed his suit jacket, and then his fingers moved to the buttons of his shirt. He undid them slowly, his gaze never leaving mine. The deliberate pace only heightened the anticipation that curled in my stomach, a heat rising with every passing second. When his shirt finally fell open, revealing the hard lines of his chest and abs, I couldn't tear my eyes away. His body, sculpted and powerful, was a reminder of the control he held over me—over everything in my life. The room seemed to shrink around us, the space charged with tension.

His shirt dropped to the floor, and then he lowered his slacks, revealing the powerful muscles of his thighs. As he stood before me in all his glory, his cock straining against his drawers, I felt a surge of wetness between my legs. His eyes bore into mine, hooded and intense, as if he could see every secret hidden within me.

With a predatory grace, he moved closer, his fingers trailing down my trembling skin. Every touch sent electricity coursing through me, drawing me closer to him in both fear and longing. His lips found mine in a hungry kiss, igniting a fire that consumed all rational thought. There was no room for hesitation or doubt. He laid me back and began to kiss his way down my body, each touch more possessive than the last. His lips trailed a path over my skin, and I could feel the warmth of his breath against my sensitive flesh. Every sensation heightened my arousal, making me almost desperate with want.

As if in a trance, I reached out to touch him, running my fingers through his hair. He looked up at me, his eyes sparkling with lust and something else—an emotion that I couldn't quite place. It was as if he were gauging my reaction, waiting for me to surrender completely to him. And for some reason, it turned me on even more. He continued his descent, following the curve of my body with slow, deliberate movements.

As his lips brushed the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, a shiver ran up my spine. I squeezed my eyes shut, overwhelmed by the sensation, the vulnerability of it all.

“Eyes on me,” he commanded, his voice low, but with an edge that left no room for disobedience.

My eyes fluttered open, locking onto his. His gaze was dark, burning with possession. "Good girl," he murmured, his lips curling into a faint smile as he trailed his hands slowly up my legs, his touch deliberate, knowing.

"I want you to feel every second of this." He used his fingers and slowly parted my lips, revealing the source of my desire and his main target.

I gasped involuntarily as he traced the hood of my clit with his thumb, sending a wave of pleasure cascading through me. His lips curled into a smirk as he saw my reaction. "Perfect.” He dipped his head lower, his tongue flicking against me with deliberate precision. Every stroke sent shockwaves of pleasure through me, leaving me breathless and trembling beneath him. The sheer intensity of it made my body arch instinctively, pressing closer to him despite the storm of guilt and confusion swirling in my mind.

“Alex,” I whispered his name, my voice barely more than a breath, making everything more real, more grounded, despite the chaos inside me.

His hands gripped my thighs tighter, holding me in place as he looked up, his eyes locked with mine.

"That's it," he murmured, his lips brushing against my skin between every word. "Let go, deliciae. Let me take care of you."

The words felt like they sank into me, deeper than just his touch, like he was claiming not only my body but something far more intimate. His tongue moved again, slow and languid, drawing out the pleasure until I thought I might break from it.

“I want to hear you say it again,” he demanded softly, he pulled away just enough to make me ache for more. “Say my name.”

“Alex,” I breathed, unable to deny him anything, not when my body was begging for more of him.

His smirk deepened, satisfied. “Good girl.” He lowered his head again, this time devouring me with a hunger that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

His tongue danced and probed, exploring every inch of me as if savoring each one. I cried out his name repeatedly, my hands tangled in his hair. His grip on my thighs tightened, pulling me closer to his mouth, thrusting his tongue in and out. Each time I cried out his name, he answered with praise and encouragement, his eyes never leaving my face. He was relentless, building up a crescendo of sensations that left me breathless. I felt myself losing control, my body arching against him.


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